Xuan Du's hand movements paused, and then he suddenly woke up. He knew her, but that happened in a previous life. Could it be that his attitude towards her was too obvious, making her suspicious?
He suppressed his thoughts and continued to apply the medicine on her, pretending to be casual and asked: "Why do you ask that?"
Yuan Jiahe said: "It just feels like you know me. From the time we met until now, you have only asked about my experiences, but not my name or where I live. Isn't this strange?"
Xuan Du chuckled and explained: "In my opinion, the injuries on your body are much more important than your name."
Yuan Jiahe understood what he meant, and she smiled sheepishly: "I overthought it, I thought you knew me."
Xuandu wanted to say that he did know her. In his previous life, he was an accomplished monk in the Fansheng Temple and she was the most noble princess in Beichen.
At that time, the prince ascended the throne, built a pagoda in the palace and held a sacrificial and blessing ceremony, and he was the host of that ceremony.
He lived in the palace for a month. During this period, the princess often went to the pagoda to pray. She often knelt there and stayed there all day long. There were always tears in her beautiful eyes, but she would not cry.
At that time, she lost her doting father, her mother and concubine were imprisoned by the new emperor, her brother died, and the Yan family was destroyed in the mutiny, leaving her a helpless orphan.
Xuan Du still remembers the first words she said to him. She asked him: "They say that Buddha saved all sentient beings, but why didn't he come to save her?"
She said that she had never done anything evil and had never sorry for anyone. Why did her loved ones leave her one by one?
That was the first time he was asked this question, and he never answered her question.
Later, he left the palace and returned to the Fansheng Temple. He thought they would never see each other again in this life, but unexpectedly one day she appeared in the Fansheng Temple.
By that time, she had gotten over the pain of losing her loved one, and there was a smile on her face. She said that the Brahma Temple was too dilapidated and she wanted to repair it for him.
She sculpted golden bodies for all the Buddha statues in the temple, and the dilapidated temple became solemn, solemn and luxurious.
However, the Buddha did not bless her in the end.
The last time she came to Fansheng Temple, she knelt in the magnificent hall for a long time, and then told him that she was going to get married and go to Mobei.
Xuan Du remembered that the setting sun that day was like fire, shining on her body as if it were stained with blood. He seemed to see her fate at a glance.
However there was nothing he could do.
Before parting, he gave her a string of Buddhist beads.
In front of the temple gate at dusk, she held the string of Buddhist beads and looked at him and asked: "Do you really believe that there is a Buddha in this world?"
After that, he asked himself this question countless times in his mind.
On the day of her wedding, he stood on the back hill and looked at the endless wedding procession on the official road. Across the mountains and rivers, he seemed to be able to see her crying in the sedan chair.
That night, those tearful eyes fell asleep for the first time.
From then on, he began to become restless and could no longer concentrate on practice. He knew that the knot in his heart was her, and if he could not untie the knot in his heart, he would never become a Buddha in his life.
So he embarked on the road north, telling himself that this trip was to get to know Happy Knot.
However, when he arrived in Mobei, what he saw was her body. She was lying in a small coffin with wounds all over her body, and she was still wearing the string of Buddhist beads he had given her on her wrist.
She was tortured to death.
That was the first time that he committed murder just to get her body back.
He wants to take her back to his hometown.
He carried her with scars all over his body, through the rolling yellow sand, and the scorching sun and cold wind finally brought her bones back to Beichen. He buried her in the back hill of Fansheng Temple.
From then on, he never left the mountain gate again.